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He inhaled her scent one more time, her artery throbbing wildly under his lips and he felt the thirst and it turned into an irrepressible need, fueled by the memory of her exquisite taste. And for a moment he surrendered to her, that was what she wanted and that was what he wanted too. His eyes turned silver, his fangs responded to desire, and he broke down his barriers and, for one moment, he let the vampire also love her ... his cold lips kissed her warm, silky, fragrant skin. He sank his fangs into her and her climax became so intense that she thought she was going to fade in the middle of that storm of passion.
Él aspiró su perfume de nuevo, la carótida palpitaba salvaje bajo sus labios y sintió la sed por ella convertida en irreprimible necesidad, alimentada por el recuerdo de su exquisito sabor... Y por un momento se abandonó por completo a ella, a lo que ella deseaba, a lo que él mismo deseaba, bajó las defensas y permitió que el vampiro que había en él también la amara en ese instante... sus labios besaron su piel sedosa y perfumada y sus colmillos se hundieron en ella hasta entrar en sus venas prolongando su climax de una forma tan intensa que ella creyó que iba a desvanecerse en medio de aquella tormenta de pasión hasta desaparecer...
Fever and pain were confusing my mind. Sunlight had covered me like a burning poison that would inevitably spread through my skin until penetrating my veins, and even contact with the ice water wasn’t able to alleviate that effect...
My temples throbbed, my vision was clouded and my body, desperate by the urgent need for blood, began to convulse, devouring every breath as if I were a fish out of water, unable to breathe. I could feel the force and life was draining out of me second by second. I no longer had time and in those painful moments of agony, waiting for death to arrive, I could only think of one thing ... I was thinking of her…Beth.
My temples throbbed, my vision was clouded and my body, desperate by the urgent need for blood, began to convulse, devouring every breath as if I were a fish out of water, unable to breathe. I could feel the force and life was draining out of me second by second. I no longer had time and in those painful moments of agony, waiting for death to arrive, I could only think of one thing ... I was thinking of her…Beth.
La fiebre y el dolor confundían mi mente, la luz del sol se había inoculado en mí como un ardiente veneno que iba extendiéndose irremediablemente por mi piel hasta penetrar en mis venas y ni siquiera el frío y húmedo contacto del hielo era capaz de aliviar su efecto…
Mis sienes palpitaban, mi vista se nublaba por momentos y mi cuerpo convulsionaba impotente por la imperiosa necesidad de sangre, devorando cada bocanada de aire como haría un pez que se queda fuera del agua y es incapaz de respirar, mientras, podía sentir cómo la fuerza y la vida se extinguían en mí con cada segundo que transcurría…Ya no me quedaba tiempo y en esos momentos de dolorosa agonía, mientras esperaba que la muerte llegara, sólo podía pensar en una cosa… en ella… En Beth...
Smell the scent of your innocence helped me to find my lost soul
Percibir el aroma de tu inocencia
me hizo encontrar mi alma perdida
me hizo encontrar mi alma perdida
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